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Mar 2014
For nine months he never knew.
For nine months he never cared.
He was undeserving of the gift of children,
And he was undeserving of his wife.
A heated argument was all it took to start up the court.
Cogs turned in the lawyers. Gears groaned in the witnesses.
Finally, the judicial algorithm decided to give the child to the mother.
He lay as broken as the bottles beside him.
His soul as lost as his career.
Falling into an open void, he could not escape from the gaping maw of depressed solitude.
He felt he loved her, yet his time to show that was over.
Some things in life should not be ignored.
Love those close to you.
Winter Silk
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Winter Silk
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   Issa and Beth Ivy
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